Where do I begin with this letter? Well for one thing I have a bit of a problem. See ive already read this letter way back when I was you and you were someone else entirely. This means I already know what im supposed to be writing here. And while that means I can be done in five minutes and back to watching some TV ive come to the realisation that perhaps fate is true and our futures are written and cannot be changed. Every word I read a year ago has not changed and in a years time these will be typed once more by you so take notice, print this off and keep it somewhere safe. When you come to type you will have lost the print out but not to worry you will find it hidden down the back of the sofa after an hour of hunting. (more…)
Archive for the ‘Creative Writing’ Category
Pushed from the relative comfort of a cool coach and into the sweltering heat of the eternal city with nothing but a map and a time of 8 hours you may, understandably, desire nothing more than to throw your hands in the air, scream aloud and then go find a nice quiet pub and a have a drink. (more…)
The kick back splashed into my face as I wove the can around the canvas. A quick flick of my wrist and the red paint whipped across the canvas in a spray of blood. Another few flicks of the paint can and a quick wipe with my hand and I smiled to see my latest creation come to life before my eyes. (more…)
Tags: Creative writing, Sci fi, Story
The building shook as the giant disrupter turrets fired for the third time since the battle had been joined. Dust drifted and swirled through the air as I stumbled to the ground, my las gun clattered across the floor and my face smashed into the stones.
Tags: Creative writing, Horror, murder, Story
I woke cold and terrified in the midnight gloom of the hotel room. I shivered beneath the thin blankets and groped out for my glasses. I cursed loudly as my hand cracked against the lamp and sent the small glass of water careering off into the darkness; I heard it thud softly upon the lush carpet. (more…)